I have noticed this on several occasions: parties end and disperse super quickly. One moment, the party is happening and I have no idea it is nearing the end. The next moment, everyone is up and putting away chairs... clearing off table cloths. Then, after disassembling the party like a swarm of ants, they're gone.
I'm left sitting, wondering what signal I missed signifying that the party had ended. No long goodbyes in this culture. No hanging around, chatting. A quick kiss and a thank you and you're off.
Apparently, one "obvious" marker - as I was told today - is that after the piñata, the party is over. That is how everyone except me knows.
I find it hilarious that I can be so clueless with unspoken cultural norms.
The party, though, was a lot of fun and I got to see where one of my friends grew up in the "campo" (countryside) about an hour outside of Quepos. I spent the day with her and her adorable family, celebrating her nephew's first birthday. I remember when he was born last year!
Very cute.
ReplyDeleteFunny how the pinata is the grand finale.
Sounds like it was a special day....